Protected by Monsters (Everwood Demons: Book 1)

Four years ago, my mother died and left me seeing monsters.

For four years, mysterious shadow monsters followed my every move - watching, protecting, never speaking. I thought I was losing my mind - until my eighteenth birthday revealed the truth.
Those monsters? They're actually gorgeous hellhounds in human form, created by my father - a Prince of Hell - to keep me safe.

Now I'm at Everwood Academy learning to control my newfound powers, but that's not the most complicated part. Try falling for not one, but four smoking hot hellhounds who are completely devoted to me. Jack's natural leadership makes him impossible to resist, Chumley's enthusiasm is infectious, Bug's shy sweetness melts my heart, and Creeper's quiet intensity sets me on fire.

As if juggling four supernatural relationships wasn't enough, someone wants me dead. With both demons and angels gunning for me, I'll need all the protection I can get. Good thing my monsters are more than up for the job.



Protected by Monsters is a slow burn reverse harem series with fiercely protective monsters who would do anything for the woman who owns their hearts and souls.

***Previously released as Everwood Academy: Demonic Creatures, has received vast edits and updates for re-release***

The monster was back again, standing tall and towering in the doorway. Most people would scream or cover their eyes, but I knew it was pointless.
Only I could see him.
That tall, slender shadow blocked the exit, its red eyes glowing as horns protruded from its head. Its spindly arms were outstretched, leaving no room for escape.
“I’m guessing no work today then,” I said coolly, annoyed since I’d just made my lunch too.
If he was blocking the door, then there was no leaving the house today. Standard procedure. Trying to get past him would result in him shrieking at me and clawing my arms. The gashes healed quickly, in mere minutes, although no one else ever saw them.
Just like they didn’t see the four monsters that terrorized me.
The monster just stared at me, watching me with those burning crimson eyes as I sighed and dumped my bag on the shitty couch.
“Fuck you, mate,” I growled as I collapsed on my crappy blue couch. I played with the hole in the arm, the frayed threads frustrating me.
I barely earned enough to afford this rental. And taking days off like this had already lost me a few jobs.
What was I meant to do though? Ring up and tell them the truth? ‘Oh, you know, the monster won’t let me leave the house today. Oh, yeah, don’t worry about it, he’s been around since my mother died. Not just him, there’s three others. No, I’m not crazy, I swear.’
I blew a raspberry at this.
Hell, maybe I was crazy and seeing things.
Schizophrenia.
Maybe triggered by my mother’s death. I wasn’t sure. I didn’t want to go and get diagnosed. Did anyone really ever want to find out that they were, in fact, insane? Hell no. At least not me.
I flicked my eyes to the monster still blocking the doorway, all imposing and dicky.
“You suck, you know that, right?” I muttered.
He just growled softly and crossed his arms, not budging an inch.
I’d named him Jack. Short for Jackass.
To be honest, I wasn’t even sure if he was a he, but judging by the way they all acted, I assumed they were all guys.
Only guys were such tools and so frustrating.

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